Poetry Collection
The act of wailing is an expression of human misery. It is, however, typically associated with lovers. He keeps lamenting over his separation from the beloved. It is one of the stock themes of classical poetry. Here are some examples
Total
46
Sher
23
Ghazal
23
Is collection se writer-diverse top picks for quick reading.
rote phirte hain saari saari raat ab yahi rozgar hai apna
the speaker’s sorrow has become so constant that it fills the entire night, leaving no room for rest or relief. calling weeping a “livelihood” is a bitter metaphor: grief has turned into routine, almost like a profession. the couplet captures exhaustion, loneliness, and a resigned acceptance of pain as the new normal.
main rona chahta huun khuub rona chahta huun main phir us ke baad gahri niind sona chahta huun main
kya kahun dida-e-tar ye to mira chehra hai sang kat jaate hain barish ki jahan dhaar gire
nikal gae hain jo badal barasne vaale the ye shahr aab ko tarsega chashm-e-tar ke baghhair
rone pe agar aauun to dariya ko dubo duun qatra koi samjhe na mire dida-e-nam ko
zabt-e-girya kabhi karta huun to farmate hain aaj kya baat hai barsat nahin hoti hai
milna kaisa ki yaad bhi na kiya mere nalon ka kuchh asar na hua
donon chashmon se mari ashk baha karte hain maujzan rahta hai dariya ke kinare dariya
qafas men rah ke na rote agar ye jante ham chaman men rah ke bhi rona hai bal-o-par ke liye
ghhazal likh kar tiri divar par latka ke jab aata to saari raat phir girya dar-o-divar karta tha
kohsar pe chal ke roiye ab sahra to bahut dubo chuke ham
tum inhen barishen samajhte ho ham ne rone ka tajraba kiya hai
aaj rone ki jagah par jin ko aati hai hansi kal vahi hansne ke mauqe par lahu ro jaenge
raat din jaari hain kuchh paida nahin in ka kanar mere chashmon ka do-aba majma-ul-bahrain hai
mere nalon ki jo avaz pahunch jaati hai ghar se bahar nikal aate hain pareshan ho kar
din ko fursat na mili ashk bahane ki kabhi raat aai to mujhe raat ne rone na diya
rote phirte hain saari saari raat ab yahi rozgar hai apna
the speaker’s sorrow has become so constant that it fills the entire night, leaving no room for rest or relief. calling weeping a “livelihood” is a bitter metaphor: grief has turned into routine, almost like a profession. the couplet captures exhaustion, loneliness, and a resigned acceptance of pain as the new normal.
main rona chahta huun khuub rona chahta huun main phir us ke baad gahri niind sona chahta huun main
kya kahun dida-e-tar ye to mira chehra hai sang kat jaate hain barish ki jahan dhaar gire
nikal gae hain jo badal barasne vaale the ye shahr aab ko tarsega chashm-e-tar ke baghhair
rone pe agar aauun to dariya ko dubo duun qatra koi samjhe na mire dida-e-nam ko
zabt-e-girya kabhi karta huun to farmate hain aaj kya baat hai barsat nahin hoti hai
milna kaisa ki yaad bhi na kiya mere nalon ka kuchh asar na hua
donon chashmon se mari ashk baha karte hain maujzan rahta hai dariya ke kinare dariya
sun ke har samt siskiyan main ne jaane kyon kar liin duriyan main ne
qafas men rah ke na rote agar ye jante ham chaman men rah ke bhi rona hai bal-o-par ke liye
qissa-e-dard ko karte hue zabt-e-tahrir rote rote bhi tire naam pe hans deta huun
din ko fursat na mili ashk bahane ki kabhi raat aai to mujhe raat ne rone na diya
tum inhen barishen samajhte ho ham ne rone ka tajraba kiya hai
allah ye kis ka matam hai vo zulf jo bikhri jaati hai ankhen hai ki bhigi jaati hain duniya hai ki duubi jaati hai
raat din jaari hain kuchh paida nahin in ka kanar mere chashmon ka do-aba majma-ul-bahrain hai
kohar men gum-sum samaato tum gavah rahna main ek divar-e-girya har raat chun raha huun
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Poetry Collection
The act of wailing is an expression of human misery. It is, however, typically associated with lovers. He keeps lamenting over his separation from the beloved. It is one of the stock themes of classical poetry. Here are some examples
Total
46
Sher
23
Ghazal
23
Is collection se writer-diverse top picks for quick reading.
rote phirte hain saari saari raat ab yahi rozgar hai apna
the speaker’s sorrow has become so constant that it fills the entire night, leaving no room for rest or relief. calling weeping a “livelihood” is a bitter metaphor: grief has turned into routine, almost like a profession. the couplet captures exhaustion, loneliness, and a resigned acceptance of pain as the new normal.
main rona chahta huun khuub rona chahta huun main phir us ke baad gahri niind sona chahta huun main
kya kahun dida-e-tar ye to mira chehra hai sang kat jaate hain barish ki jahan dhaar gire
nikal gae hain jo badal barasne vaale the ye shahr aab ko tarsega chashm-e-tar ke baghhair
rone pe agar aauun to dariya ko dubo duun qatra koi samjhe na mire dida-e-nam ko
zabt-e-girya kabhi karta huun to farmate hain aaj kya baat hai barsat nahin hoti hai
milna kaisa ki yaad bhi na kiya mere nalon ka kuchh asar na hua
donon chashmon se mari ashk baha karte hain maujzan rahta hai dariya ke kinare dariya
qafas men rah ke na rote agar ye jante ham chaman men rah ke bhi rona hai bal-o-par ke liye
ghhazal likh kar tiri divar par latka ke jab aata to saari raat phir girya dar-o-divar karta tha
kohsar pe chal ke roiye ab sahra to bahut dubo chuke ham
tum inhen barishen samajhte ho ham ne rone ka tajraba kiya hai
aaj rone ki jagah par jin ko aati hai hansi kal vahi hansne ke mauqe par lahu ro jaenge
raat din jaari hain kuchh paida nahin in ka kanar mere chashmon ka do-aba majma-ul-bahrain hai
mere nalon ki jo avaz pahunch jaati hai ghar se bahar nikal aate hain pareshan ho kar
din ko fursat na mili ashk bahane ki kabhi raat aai to mujhe raat ne rone na diya
rote phirte hain saari saari raat ab yahi rozgar hai apna
the speaker’s sorrow has become so constant that it fills the entire night, leaving no room for rest or relief. calling weeping a “livelihood” is a bitter metaphor: grief has turned into routine, almost like a profession. the couplet captures exhaustion, loneliness, and a resigned acceptance of pain as the new normal.
main rona chahta huun khuub rona chahta huun main phir us ke baad gahri niind sona chahta huun main
kya kahun dida-e-tar ye to mira chehra hai sang kat jaate hain barish ki jahan dhaar gire
nikal gae hain jo badal barasne vaale the ye shahr aab ko tarsega chashm-e-tar ke baghhair
rone pe agar aauun to dariya ko dubo duun qatra koi samjhe na mire dida-e-nam ko
zabt-e-girya kabhi karta huun to farmate hain aaj kya baat hai barsat nahin hoti hai
milna kaisa ki yaad bhi na kiya mere nalon ka kuchh asar na hua
donon chashmon se mari ashk baha karte hain maujzan rahta hai dariya ke kinare dariya
sun ke har samt siskiyan main ne jaane kyon kar liin duriyan main ne
qafas men rah ke na rote agar ye jante ham chaman men rah ke bhi rona hai bal-o-par ke liye
qissa-e-dard ko karte hue zabt-e-tahrir rote rote bhi tire naam pe hans deta huun
din ko fursat na mili ashk bahane ki kabhi raat aai to mujhe raat ne rone na diya
tum inhen barishen samajhte ho ham ne rone ka tajraba kiya hai
allah ye kis ka matam hai vo zulf jo bikhri jaati hai ankhen hai ki bhigi jaati hain duniya hai ki duubi jaati hai
raat din jaari hain kuchh paida nahin in ka kanar mere chashmon ka do-aba majma-ul-bahrain hai
kohar men gum-sum samaato tum gavah rahna main ek divar-e-girya har raat chun raha huun
You have reached the end.
Girya-o-zari se related curated sher, selected ghazal excerpts aur context-friendly reading flow milega.
Haan, collection links, writer links aur detail links sab Kuch Alfaaz ke internal routes par map kiye gaye hain.
Type filter (Sher/Ghazal/Nazm), featured picks aur similar collections rail use karke fast discovery kar sakte hain.
